One Sided Love - Blog Posts
Some angsty Athena x Junie, I would love them to be together, Athena cares so very much about her Juniper and yet Dual Destinies left me with the hc Thena’s affection is rather one sided. Still I have hope for them!
Bonus are some messy sketches of Athena, I love her very much and I just want her to be happy ;m;
They are so cute I’m gonna explode…
Lore time!!!! :3
Mhm k, so, when Vierla is dating Pete, he obviously wants to show off what a huge catch he has, and showing her to the club somehow made them cause a huge fight, specifically Bill because he doesn’t allow girls to join. When they decided to stop finally it was because Bill didn’t want Pete to show up to any of the meetings anymore if he was still going out with her. Hearing this, she feels incredibly bad for Pete and wants to him to enjoy the things he love. She goes to Bill the next day and asks him to let Pete be unsuspended from the club. He sees this is as an opportunity to rip her off, so he decides that he will let Pete join in their meetings if she agreed to whatever Bill said. She agrees and hooked his pinkie with his, a segment of their promise.
She does what he wanted as to keep Pete in the club. Vierla finds herself a bit miserable with all the weird tasks she had to do and buy some collectibles for him, despite that she finds him funny with his reactions and he started to grow on her more and more. They usually hangout in secret, and talked about whatever and their problems, it seemed like she finally had a friend that understood her (other than Pete) comforting as it seems. Bill couldn’t help that each time they hold eye contact it felt like they were in their own little world together.
There was one night, where Pete got sick, and she didn’t want to go to the pep rally alone, so she asked Bill. Of course he said no at first, but with enough begging he decided to go, and it was cold to where you could see your breath.
After the pep rally, they walked together to her place and the moon was full tonight, where it was just the two of them. She pointed out the moon and talked about how beautiful it was tonight, and he would slightly disagree because how can it be beautiful? It wasn’t even—he started to shut up when the moonlight brightly lit her face, and heat crept up on his face. That’s when he realized. Even thought the moonlight wasn’t beautiful to him, the person in front of him was…Pete felt this way with Vierla, did she always have this affect on people?..He wouldn’t know and he didn’t care. All he wanted was to keep this moment just a bit longer and never let this night to end for them. Unfortunately for him, they made it to her house and she gave him a hug before going inside.
"Thanks for being a great friend..I had an amazing time."
"Sure..whatever.."
He developed a crush on Vierla. Pete’s Girlfriend. Shit.
A Little Bit of Pettiness
Itslivybear
Summary:
...can go a long way.
Nedzu is making the third year heroic students room in co-ed dorms, both classes. With odd numbers in the Dekusquad, Uraraka and Todoroki fight over who will be rooming with Midoriya, and he isn't having it. The aftermath makes him confront a bit of his past and heal a little too.
Rating:
Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning:
No Archive Warnings Apply
Category:
Gen
Fandom:
僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Relationships:
Midoriya Izuku & Monoma Neito Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi one-sided Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako - Relationship One-sided Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto - Relationship
Characters:
Midoriya Izuku Monoma Neito Shinsou Hitoshi Uraraka Ochako Todoroki Shouto
Additional Tags:
Pre-Relationship and they were ROOMMATES Fake/Pretend Relationship that's platonic - Freeform past bullying from a dream! Aromantic Asexual Character Working Out My Feelings Through Fic Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A
Language:
English
Stats:
Published: 2022-02-20 Words: 6607 Chapters: 1/1
I always wanted to find a ship template for one-sided love only, but I could never find any. So, I decided to make one myself.
They were wrong, love is never enough to keep someone with you.
ohhh how i wish you would look at me the way i look at you....
This took 11 hours and 38 minutes altogether
Idea goes so hard that I had to learn a whole different way of creating lighting
Guess who's back!!
Beloved ,you dwell in two places;the place where you live and in my heart -)RB
The love which ceases ,was never a love -)RB
Picture source: Pinterest
Your place in my heart would be the paramount one -)RB
True solace is being the reason for their smile -)RB
Silence is tolerable but the real heartbreak is when their eyes too stop speaking to you. -)RB
You fall in love once for a moment ,but it lasts for eternity -)RB
Picture source: Pinterest
-Is someone getting married?
Why didn't you tell her?
-Hasrat hi rahe to behtar hai ...
Chaand haansil ho jaye,to kahan chaand lagta hai.
Translation
It is better to have regrets, than to have the moon obtained.
Your reflection in the mirror,
Is the image of moon at night formed in the river.
You are the amaranthine flower,
in the heart of your every admirer.
You are that gardener ,
Who make the Soul of every human blossom like a flower.
You are the Art
And
Being your connoisseur,
Makes us grow every day even better.
-)RB
Why did it have to feel like this?
Okay one shot/prompt idea, so you know hanahaki disease and how if affects people who are victims of unrequited love but what if they just couldn’t believe it was requited So a person so hopelessly in love with their partner but they have such low self esteem that they simple can’t believe that this amazing beautiful human loves them back and so they end up developing hanahaki because even though it is requited they just can’t believe that. You’d end up getting this really depressing story of a couple so ridiculously in love with each other but one can’t believe/understand and ends up dying.
OOOO or you could do it of having a widow or something and develops hanahaki because their partner is dead and so their love is now one-sided and they end up suffering alone because nothing can fix it
The vacancy of that one chair is deepening the vacancy in my heart.
Catching his eyes
Denji angst time!!!
The soft light filters in through the nearby window, casting pillars of light onto his soft blonde hair. His expression is surprisingly tranquil as he sleeps, his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open lightly. Although this reveals razor sharp teeth, it seems unthreatening in this morning light. Seeing Denji this peaceful almost makes it worth it. Almost.
When he came to you in the middle of the night to lament to you about his suffering, you found it almost impossible to turn him away. As always, you would be his comfort when he had nowhere else to turn. You wanted to help him, after all, you knew how hard he always had it. He had once told you that you were similar to his old dog, whom he could share his dreams with. That you would always listen to him. That’s what you wanted to be for him. But it was so damn hard. Afterall, these dreams of his always starred a girl he could never quite get, and one you could never quite be.
Makima.
“Makima.”
As you said it quietly to yourself, even the name felt wrong on your tongue. It felt like poison, a slow working but fatal poison. Perhaps that is what it was to your relationship with the confused boy in front of you. As he slept on your couch, you could almost imagine that her name would never cross his lips again. But of course, you doubted when he actually rose for the morning that it would take more than five minutes for her name to be brought up by the excited boy. Sometimes you wondered if it was actually love in his heart for the red haired woman, or he simply didn’t know how to express his true feelings. Despite all the time he had spent pouring out his heart to you, you still weren’t quite sure.
When had this happened to you? When had you allowed yourself to fall into this confusing chaotic relationship that would never be a relationship? Afterall, Denji was unaware of your feelings. Even if he knew, he was eager for romance so he might accept even with no feelings of reciprocation. The flame in his heart would always burn bright for the girl with the golden eyes. Before Denji, you had never seen Makima in this way. In your brief interactions with her, she had always seemed untouchable, but not unkind. She seemed to still care for her job and the people around her. Yet now, Denji had put a filter over your eyes. Sometimes you could see what he saw, you could see why she was so perfect. Still untouchable, but now she was worthy of adoration, worthy of worship. It was true, you could see why Denji had easily fallen for her. And yet the pain in your heart whenever she came into your gaze remained.
Perhaps it wasn’t just seeing her. It was seeing him. His expression. His adoration. He was usually so loud, so obnoxious, so uncaring about others’ opinions. Yet around her, he grew silent. Respectful. This was a phenomenon you had never seen Denji experience with anyone else.
Its not that you wanted that with him. You didn’t want Denji’s worship. Even asking for his love felt too much. Perhaps you just wanted his consideration. Just wanted to be in the running for his affection.
Sometimes you could imagine it was there. When he came to you late at night, and you would offer him tea made with way too much sugar (just the way he likes it), a piece of toast with his favorite jam, and a patient ear; you could just barely see it. Just hardly there, glimmering below the surface, you could see something. Some emotion in his eyes. You didn’t quite know what it was. You didn’t want to give yourself false hope, but just like him, you liked to dream.
Afterall, there had to be a reason he came to you. There had to be. Something inside of you refused to accept his reason of “Power would make fun of me” or “No way I’m talking to Topknot, he’s my rival!”. You never considered yourself an egotistical person, but you had to be special. Denji wouldn’t have chosen you otherwise. You were his confidant, a role you took with honor. You would always be there you this strange boy who had wormed his way into your heart.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The sound of an alarm startled you from your thoughts, even startling Denji awake as well. As you walked over to click it off, you heard him groan lightly.
“Ugh, thanks for setting an alarm for me. Aki would be on my ass if I was late again”.
There it was again. You didn’t think you’d heard him say “thank you” to anyone else but you. And of course, Makima. But that had to mean something, didn’t it?
“No problem. Do you want some breakfast before you head out?”
Your eyes dragged over his tired frame. He was still dressed in his public safety uniform, although much more disheveled now. His tie was undone, his shirt was half unbuttoned, and everything he was wearing was wrinkly. If you had more time, you would offer to fix his clothes for him, even going as far as to get out your rarely used iron, sitting forgotten in your closet. However, you knew he was under a time crunch, so his heavily creased clothes would have to do. His eyes, though they looked tired, lit up slightly at the prospect of food. A fleeting thought crossed your mind about how you wished he would look at you like that. How pathetic you are.
“Hell yeah! But it’ll have to be pretty quick or I won’t have time to get back to Aki’s before work.” He grinned as he spoke though, clearly more excited about breakfast than worried about what Aki would do to him if he was tardy. You turned your back to him, rummaging through your cabinets to find the baked goods you had procured yesterday. Although giving them to Denji would require you to go out again for food sooner than you expected, it would be worth it. Despite the fact he would probably never reciprocate your emotions, you would still always yearn to keep him happy and healthy. You would remain on the sidelines for him, if it meant you could see his delighted smile become a constant.
As you turned back to him, that very smile was on his face, his eyes aglow with happiness. Even if it wasn’t for you, you’d take it. You knew Denji would continue to come as long as you’d let him, seeking someone to listen to and in turn help him understand his complicated emotions. And you intended to always be there when he looked. You just wished he was looking at you for a different reason. And some part of you, would always wish to be the girl with the red hair and golden eyes.